String Of Pearls
Around a jetting quasar-
A black hole that can no longer
Keep its hat on-
There comes a string of pearls
Phantom glowing pearls that
One cannot wear or even assemble
Their size and heat are so terrific.
Over the expanse of light years
I want to take on the trouble,
The suicide danger,
And capture these pearls for you,
To metamorphize them into something
Manageable.
And, then, string the cosmic
Circle around your lovely neck,
So they may dazzle the whole world,
Even more that you do without them.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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